Would Leila deeply regret not fawning over me once she learned my true identity?
Three days later, military training began.
Clad in camouflage and under the scorching sun, I, like everyone else, sweated on the blazing ground, persistently presenting the vibrant spirit of youth.
"Take a ten-minute break in place," the instructor announced, causing a stir among the crowd.
...
Someone shouted, "Let's have a dance performance!"
The crowd chorused, "Let's see a performance!"
"Thea, perform a dance for us."
I was taken aback, put down my water bottle, and slowly stood up from the ground.
"With Thea's great figure, her dance must be amazing. We're in for a treat…"
It was Leila who spoke.
Among those who shouted my name just now, her voice was the loudest.
She looked at me with a gleeful expression, her face radiating the satisfaction of revenge.
So after losing the dorm conflict to me, she was trying to embarrass me in front of so many people?
And she called me out to dance, probably because she overheard my conversation with my mom last night.
My mom mentioned that the TV station was launching a dance talent show next month, and the director wanted me to be a guest.